France and Germany are together in all their EU Alliance goodness. America finds himself more jealous then feels he should be over this (he's had crushes on the both of them for as long as he can remember even when he shouldn't) and it doesn't help matters that everyone else in his life is all paired up and happy while he's left all on his own. Sensing something is wrong France eventually pries the truth from him. Then of course he asks America if he'd like to join them. America acts appalled at the suggestions and declines until a few sleepless nights thinking about it drives him to appear on their doorstep one evening.
Threesome antics of your choice happen from there any pairing order is fine though I do have a thing for America-based sandwiches. ;-)
Threesome antics of your choice happen from there any pairing order is fine though I do have a thing for America-based sandwiches. ;-)
Oh, interesting! <3 Seconded already. XD
Well, it's a slight reference to a scene in Monty Python's Life of Brian, but...really? I thought it was only the Irish that had British-go-home songs anon is Irish and does not intend to be racist. Now I want to hear that song.XD
Here's the scene: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XbI-fDzUJXI
Here's the scene: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XbI-fDzUJXI
Well, quite a few people have or have had British/English-go-home songs, just because of the empire. Honestly, I imagine the same things is true for my country (the US), as well, in both the past and present. OTL
Pfft, Catholics. XD Your writing never ceases to amuse me.
Even with all the shit Al does to people, I find it odd that he's still holding a nation of 300 million people together. He could just let the shit hit the fan and watch hell break loose. Maybe he enjoys the little things more.Or maybe Americans cause enough problems just by living. X'D
Whatever his reason, it must be damn good; he had to raise 50 kids! D:
Wonder how they would react to being raised by Satan...
Your fill is so good it makes me want to write a fanfic for your fanfic!!! :D
Even with all the shit Al does to people, I find it odd that he's still holding a nation of 300 million people together. He could just let the shit hit the fan and watch hell break loose. Maybe he enjoys the little things more.
Whatever his reason, it must be damn good; he had to raise 50 kids! D:
Wonder how they would react to being raised by Satan...
Your fill is so good it makes me want to write a fanfic for your fanfic!!! :D
I suppose so. Huh. England sure made himself unpopular back in the day, didn't he?XD
Thanks for telling me, I really should be better informed about things before I talk about them.OTL
Thanks for telling me, I really should be better informed about things before I talk about them.OTL
DA
We adapted the "English go home" song to "Yankees go home" in the 90's. So yeah, I think all "empires" formal or not get songs like that one.
We adapted the "English go home" song to "Yankees go home" in the 90's. So yeah, I think all "empires" formal or not get songs like that one.
this was beautiful. i clicked on this out of sheer boredom; usually i don't read mangary. but this was just--incredible. the sensory images, the act of growing old...
so many fics don't cover that. and how, especially, austria chooses to remain human is very poignant.
fantastic job.
so many fics don't cover that. and how, especially, austria chooses to remain human is very poignant.
fantastic job.
“Turn over mon cheri.” France requests hands gently on England’s hips and England tries to remember how his legs work and finally manages to haul himself to the side and turn himself over onto his stomach. France’s hands angles his hips up, push his legs out until England is kneeling legs wide, chest on the bed, arse in the air, breathing hard through is mouth into his own bedspread. “So pretty.” France murmurs hand running down the curve of England’s arse.
“Get on with it.” England finally manages to grit out and he doesn’t have to see the other nation to sense France’s smile.
“Impatient Angleterre.” France says with a hint of teasing to his voice and England opens his mouth to tell France exactly what will happen to him if he doesn’t give England what he wants right now. Any words he was going to say though are cut of with a gasp as France’s hands clamp around each arse cheek and spread England wide open. There is pleasure induced white noise at the back of England’s head threatening to overwhelm him.
France murmurs something England can’t quite hear before kissing him right on the base of his spine. Then France’s tongue moves down and England can’t breathe. It’s a long, fast swipe that makes every nerve ending in, pretty much, England’s entire lower body stand up and take notice. It’s warm-wet and then cool and England’s skin prickles a little with anticipation. Then France does it again this time slower, with more care, from tailbone to balls and England gasps. The movement of France’s tongue gets smaller circling closer and closer to England’s hole. England’s thighs shake and he can feel heat pooling in his belly, the muscles of his arse and hole twitch and contract under France’s carefully probing tongue. France hums softly to himself the sound creating a pleasant vibration against England’s skin and flicks his tongue against delicate clenching flesh. England pants into the bedspread, hands clenching and unclenching on either side of his head. One of France’s hands leave his arse, and rub across his back and then France tongue is probing inside. England lets out a strangled noise; because France’s tongue is hot and wet and soft, and so very good.
“Right there. God-oh God!” He’s pretty sure he’s babbling and France’s hands spread him wide again France tongue pulling out and then pushing back in over and over and over . . .
England comes without touching himself, hands clenched so hard his knuckles must be white, and he thinks he makes a noise so high it’s probably embarrassing but he doesn’t care. France lets go of England and pulls back. England isn’t really aware enough to realize what the other nation’s doing until he hears France gasp and feels hot semen hit his arse and lower back. France collapses down next to England on the bed.
They both lie next to each other quietly trying to get their breath back. After a few minutes England makes a face and France wordlessly rolls over and goes to the bathroom. He returns with a towel and wipes England off, and the other nation sighs and rolls over onto his back.
“You didn’t need to do that.”
France snorts and cleans himself off before through the towel into the hamper. France’s eyes slide shut and for a few minutes England thinks he’s fallen asleep. “Angleterre?”
“Yes?” England rolls over and looks at France.
“Get on with it.” England finally manages to grit out and he doesn’t have to see the other nation to sense France’s smile.
“Impatient Angleterre.” France says with a hint of teasing to his voice and England opens his mouth to tell France exactly what will happen to him if he doesn’t give England what he wants right now. Any words he was going to say though are cut of with a gasp as France’s hands clamp around each arse cheek and spread England wide open. There is pleasure induced white noise at the back of England’s head threatening to overwhelm him.
France murmurs something England can’t quite hear before kissing him right on the base of his spine. Then France’s tongue moves down and England can’t breathe. It’s a long, fast swipe that makes every nerve ending in, pretty much, England’s entire lower body stand up and take notice. It’s warm-wet and then cool and England’s skin prickles a little with anticipation. Then France does it again this time slower, with more care, from tailbone to balls and England gasps. The movement of France’s tongue gets smaller circling closer and closer to England’s hole. England’s thighs shake and he can feel heat pooling in his belly, the muscles of his arse and hole twitch and contract under France’s carefully probing tongue. France hums softly to himself the sound creating a pleasant vibration against England’s skin and flicks his tongue against delicate clenching flesh. England pants into the bedspread, hands clenching and unclenching on either side of his head. One of France’s hands leave his arse, and rub across his back and then France tongue is probing inside. England lets out a strangled noise; because France’s tongue is hot and wet and soft, and so very good.
“Right there. God-oh God!” He’s pretty sure he’s babbling and France’s hands spread him wide again France tongue pulling out and then pushing back in over and over and over . . .
England comes without touching himself, hands clenched so hard his knuckles must be white, and he thinks he makes a noise so high it’s probably embarrassing but he doesn’t care. France lets go of England and pulls back. England isn’t really aware enough to realize what the other nation’s doing until he hears France gasp and feels hot semen hit his arse and lower back. France collapses down next to England on the bed.
They both lie next to each other quietly trying to get their breath back. After a few minutes England makes a face and France wordlessly rolls over and goes to the bathroom. He returns with a towel and wipes England off, and the other nation sighs and rolls over onto his back.
“You didn’t need to do that.”
France snorts and cleans himself off before through the towel into the hamper. France’s eyes slide shut and for a few minutes England thinks he’s fallen asleep. “Angleterre?”
“Yes?” England rolls over and looks at France.
“I realized that we have never really talked about your sexual needs.” France opens his eyes and looks at England then raises his hand stroke across England’s cheek, “I am sorry mon petit lapin.”
“It’s nothing.” England looks away, “we don’t talk about what you need either.”
France hums a little “true. Perhaps we should.” When England looks down at him inquiringly and France smiles, “talk about what we want.”
England shifts a little uncomfortable, all his anxieties around talking to France about sex coming back in force. “What about the dishes?” he says weakly and France studies him.
“Aright” He says finally, “Let us go down stares and clean up from dinner, and then we can talk about what we want.” He watches England as he says it and England guess some of his unhappiness must be apparent because France reaches out again to cup his cheek, “I will go first.” He says softly, “It is better for us to know Angleterre, and I know there are more things you want that you have not shared then just a little rimming.”
England flushes and bites his lip but France is right and France has already offered to tell England what he wants, be a man England tells himself and finally nods, “alright then.”
France smiles and leans forward and kisses him. They tangle together there on the bed for a few long passionate moment, before England pulls back smiling a little and makes to get out of bed. He pull on a pair of jeans and a worn band t-shirt, and France pulls on a silk robe he’d left at England’s place a long time ago for convenience sake.
They both make their way down stairs and England loads the dishwasher and France’s rinses out the pots that have been soaking. England distracts himself form his nerves by focusing on France’s wide, lush hips and he can’t help moving behind France and sliding his hands around those hips. France turns around smiling and they’re kissing again. France pulls away and quickly puts the pots in the drying rack, then turns around and pulls England in close, hands cradling his jaw and kisses him sweetly on the lips.
“tea?” France asks softly as they pull apart and England blinks at him for several second.
“Why yes, certainly.” England moves around the kitchen, putting the water on and getting the cups out and France makes his way into the living room. Making the tea soothes England, lets him collect himself and when he caries the cups into the living room he finds France curled up on the couch, hair twisted up and back from his face with a pencil. England sits next to him on the couch and hands him a cup. France smiles at him and takes a sip of tea before looking up at England.
“Alright” he says softly, “I’ll start, shall I?”
“It’s nothing.” England looks away, “we don’t talk about what you need either.”
France hums a little “true. Perhaps we should.” When England looks down at him inquiringly and France smiles, “talk about what we want.”
England shifts a little uncomfortable, all his anxieties around talking to France about sex coming back in force. “What about the dishes?” he says weakly and France studies him.
“Aright” He says finally, “Let us go down stares and clean up from dinner, and then we can talk about what we want.” He watches England as he says it and England guess some of his unhappiness must be apparent because France reaches out again to cup his cheek, “I will go first.” He says softly, “It is better for us to know Angleterre, and I know there are more things you want that you have not shared then just a little rimming.”
England flushes and bites his lip but France is right and France has already offered to tell England what he wants, be a man England tells himself and finally nods, “alright then.”
France smiles and leans forward and kisses him. They tangle together there on the bed for a few long passionate moment, before England pulls back smiling a little and makes to get out of bed. He pull on a pair of jeans and a worn band t-shirt, and France pulls on a silk robe he’d left at England’s place a long time ago for convenience sake.
They both make their way down stairs and England loads the dishwasher and France’s rinses out the pots that have been soaking. England distracts himself form his nerves by focusing on France’s wide, lush hips and he can’t help moving behind France and sliding his hands around those hips. France turns around smiling and they’re kissing again. France pulls away and quickly puts the pots in the drying rack, then turns around and pulls England in close, hands cradling his jaw and kisses him sweetly on the lips.
“tea?” France asks softly as they pull apart and England blinks at him for several second.
“Why yes, certainly.” England moves around the kitchen, putting the water on and getting the cups out and France makes his way into the living room. Making the tea soothes England, lets him collect himself and when he caries the cups into the living room he finds France curled up on the couch, hair twisted up and back from his face with a pencil. England sits next to him on the couch and hands him a cup. France smiles at him and takes a sip of tea before looking up at England.
“Alright” he says softly, “I’ll start, shall I?”
Pretty much! ._. I'm willing to bet that that kind of criticism happens to all dominant empires and super-powers to some extent, even if history doesn't always remember it. Whichever nation is currently "on top" has always been criticized for not intervening and abandoning others out when it chooses to mind its own business, but has ALSO always been criticized for interfering and being where it's unwanted when they do help like they're being pressured to; it's just universal, I think. Though depressing, when you're from that particular nation! OTL
Ah, I wasn't trying to "correct" you or anything; I just happened to know from a history class back in the day, when I kept making jokes about the empire and the Victorian Era, and my world history teacher started sharing fun facts like that. And about all the weird repressed Victorian stuff! XD
... At least some of the songs are catchy? XP
Ah, I wasn't trying to "correct" you or anything; I just happened to know from a history class back in the day, when I kept making jokes about the empire and the Victorian Era, and my world history teacher started sharing fun facts like that. And about all the weird repressed Victorian stuff! XD
... At least some of the songs are catchy? XP
England/? - England cooks well when he doesn't want toXD
(Anonymous) 2010-09-23 12:36 am (UTC)(link)England is pissed at someone and tries to purposefully make his food horrible.
Only...
IT'S AMAZING AND AWESOME.
The one subjected to it thinks England is a fantastic cook and says he/she felt the Love his host put in his cooking for him/her, and tries to woo him.
Bonus. Food sex. British food.
Only...
IT'S AMAZING AND AWESOME.
The one subjected to it thinks England is a fantastic cook and says he/she felt the Love his host put in his cooking for him/her, and tries to woo him.
Bonus. Food sex. British food.
I'm glad you like it~
He's more interesting in the little things in life~
A little mischief here, a little mayhem there~
That sort of thing...
SHHH! We're trying to keep that a secret! XD
Children are a reflection of their parents...
fifty kids= fifty hellraisers XD
If you do, I wanna read it! XD
He's more interesting in the little things in life~
A little mischief here, a little mayhem there~
That sort of thing...
Children are a reflection of their parents...
fifty kids= fifty hellraisers XD
If you do, I wanna read it! XD
Thanks ^^ I'm glad you like it so far ;)
The Viking raids were in the 8th-11th century, which in my headcanon means England was a a kid/teen (more or less 11-13) and Denmark maybe a year older. Could rape happen at those "ages"? Yes, but I've never believed that every time a country invades another one rape happens. If this were the case England himself committed rape when he found Canada and America... Or you could argue that it only happens when invasion is violent, but if that's so Rome rapped 6 year old France and 5 year old England when he conquered both nations.
I used the viking reference to show there is a gap in England's trust towards Denmark and that England still has it present, even if it happened centuries ago. (and maybe I should have made a note on that...oh well)
The Viking raids were in the 8th-11th century, which in my headcanon means England was a a kid/teen (more or less 11-13) and Denmark maybe a year older. Could rape happen at those "ages"? Yes, but I've never believed that every time a country invades another one rape happens. If this were the case England himself committed rape when he found Canada and America... Or you could argue that it only happens when invasion is violent, but if that's so Rome rapped 6 year old France and 5 year old England when he conquered both nations.
I used the viking reference to show there is a gap in England's trust towards Denmark and that England still has it present, even if it happened centuries ago. (and maybe I should have made a note on that...oh well)
Re: England/? - England cooks well when he doesn't want toXD
(Anonymous) 2010-09-23 12:40 am (UTC)(link)Ahahaha, that's kind of the only time I picture England's cooking turning out well. That poor man. XD
Unf, seconded. For the lulz AND the food sex. (Please tell me he's not going to make delicious Faggot or Spotted Dick or ... other dubiously named stuff. OTL)
Unf, seconded. For the lulz AND the food sex. (Please tell me he's not going to make delicious Faggot or Spotted Dick or ... other dubiously named stuff. OTL)
Um, first time requesting and hoping I'm doing this right. I'd like a Prussia/Canada/Ukraine triangle where Prussia and Ukraine both have their eye on Canada, and neither really dislikes the other so they share him. Whether Canada knows is optional, and how they share him is up to you as well as any established relationship between either one.
Interpret the mood/genre how you want (but humour is preferred), and smut isn't mandatory (but consensual if included). Human names are fine, and use whatever you're comfortable with for Ukraine if you decide to use them.
Bonus 1: One character (any character) is gender-bended.
Bonus 2: Nation A helps either one of the two or both (with or without the other knowing).
Bonus 3: Nation A is the last person you'd expect (from the "didn't think you would approve" [Russia, England, etc] to the downright random [Egypt, Sealand]).
(I'd write it myself, but I've hit a block the size of Asia and haven't gotten anywhere with the one I started. Wanna see what other people would do with it.)
Interpret the mood/genre how you want (but humour is preferred), and smut isn't mandatory (but consensual if included). Human names are fine, and use whatever you're comfortable with for Ukraine if you decide to use them.
Bonus 1: One character (any character) is gender-bended.
Bonus 2: Nation A helps either one of the two or both (with or without the other knowing).
Bonus 3: Nation A is the last person you'd expect (from the "didn't think you would approve" [Russia, England, etc] to the downright random [Egypt, Sealand]).
(I'd write it myself, but I've hit a block the size of Asia and haven't gotten anywhere with the one I started. Wanna see what other people would do with it.)
Yeah, I've noticed that! America in particular is kinda damned-if-you-do-and-damned-if-you-don't...idk, they can't solve everything, stop expecting them to!:(
Your history teacher sounds awesome! The only Victorian stuff we really did was the Irish Cultural Revival, which was interesting but it would've been nice to do other countries' history during that period as well.:(
Those songs are ridiculously catchy. It's like they were created to be earworms. The only problem with them is a lot of Irish rebel songs are very pro-IRA, which can get a little...awkward sometimes OTL.
Your history teacher sounds awesome! The only Victorian stuff we really did was the Irish Cultural Revival, which was interesting but it would've been nice to do other countries' history during that period as well.:(
Those songs are ridiculously catchy. It's like they were created to be earworms. The only problem with them is a lot of Irish rebel songs are very pro-IRA, which can get a little...awkward sometimes OTL.
Ahaha, my nation is just damned in general, I guess! XD
Yeah, we weren't really supposed to be doing that, but we had a little extra time, and I ... came up with some excuse to bring up Victorian England and the British Empire. Maybe I was just comparing empires and mocking weird, hypocritical views of sexuality, I guess? (Ugh, it's just impossible to study enough history in school; there's so much to learn, and we never study 90% of it! D:)
Ah, yeah. Exceedingly awkward, I'd say! ._.
Yeah, we weren't really supposed to be doing that, but we had a little extra time, and I ... came up with some excuse to bring up Victorian England and the British Empire. Maybe I was just comparing empires and mocking weird, hypocritical views of sexuality, I guess? (Ugh, it's just impossible to study enough history in school; there's so much to learn, and we never study 90% of it! D:)
Ah, yeah. Exceedingly awkward, I'd say! ._.
Prefered Den/Nor but can be Anyone/Anyone - Proposing During Sex
(Anonymous) 2010-09-23 12:53 am (UTC)(link)Norway (or Nation B) comes to be pregnant with Denmark's (Nation A's) child. Nation A has been meaning to propose for a while, and uses this as an opportunity, however, Nation B saw it coming.
So, for a week, Nation A takes Nation B on the most romantic dates of their life, and starting from Day 1, every day, Nation B thinks Nation A is going to propose.
However, the end of the week comes and Nation A has still not proposed, poor Nation B gets very frustrated, but the two end up having sex, during which Nation A slides a ring on the other's finger and proposes.
MAKE IT HOT PLZ.
Bonus: Genderbent, however, Mpreg is fine too.
So, for a week, Nation A takes Nation B on the most romantic dates of their life, and starting from Day 1, every day, Nation B thinks Nation A is going to propose.
However, the end of the week comes and Nation A has still not proposed, poor Nation B gets very frustrated, but the two end up having sex, during which Nation A slides a ring on the other's finger and proposes.
MAKE IT HOT PLZ.
Bonus: Genderbent, however, Mpreg is fine too.
LMAO, seconding like whoa!
Ludwig is an officer stationed in Italy when Germany occupied it during WWII. He and Fem!Italy meet and despite everything against it (the war, their disapproving families & friends, different social/economic classes, ect) they fall in love. Then as the war progresses they're once again split up. Then years after the war they find each other again...
Bonus: It's not love at first sight for either of them.
Bonus 2: Italy becomes pregnant (when she finds out in relation to the plot is up to you).
Bonus 3: Prussia/Austria is worked in somehow.
Bonus: It's not love at first sight for either of them.
Bonus 2: Italy becomes pregnant (when she finds out in relation to the plot is up to you).
Bonus 3: Prussia/Austria is worked in somehow.
This comment is so epic ** thanks you soo much for taking the time to typing all this up! *dances*
Yeah well leave to British Empire to skip from step 1 to 3 without even knowing step 2 exists XD. But really his experience of being introduced to the scene by a placer like this was also my experience, and you are right is not pretty, I wish my first experience had been lighter (I did knew basic etiquette though XD)
I actually considered Dom!Canada among many other nations, but decided I liked Denmark's smirk a lot, and well my Beta pointed out to me that when you are dealing with England you need someone that understands that he was once and Empire to be feared and that if he was submitting like this is because he wanted to and that's it, that was crucial on my decision of picking Denmark.
Thanks ^^ I hope my lack of English poetic vocabulary does not show in future chapters either.
I wouldn't go as far as to call me experience, since I've been in the scene for only a year. But it helps if you have the live experience even if it's just once, you start seeing BDSM fics in a whole different light. And YESS! I have that problem with this meme... a lot of it is dark and gloomy (that is interesting sometimes of course) and a lot of the times sadly non consensual -_- I wanted to change that around a little.
LOL When I followed the link I was really close to join the discussion, but there are too many comments already so decided against it. But by all means anon ask away please! I will answer pretty much anything (that I know the answer to of course) about the topic ^^
Anyway I hope this fic continues to please you in the future and I look forward to hearing more of you =D Thanks a lot <3
Yeah well leave to British Empire to skip from step 1 to 3 without even knowing step 2 exists XD. But really his experience of being introduced to the scene by a placer like this was also my experience, and you are right is not pretty, I wish my first experience had been lighter (I did knew basic etiquette though XD)
I actually considered Dom!Canada among many other nations, but decided I liked Denmark's smirk a lot, and well my Beta pointed out to me that when you are dealing with England you need someone that understands that he was once and Empire to be feared and that if he was submitting like this is because he wanted to and that's it, that was crucial on my decision of picking Denmark.
Thanks ^^ I hope my lack of English poetic vocabulary does not show in future chapters either.
I wouldn't go as far as to call me experience, since I've been in the scene for only a year. But it helps if you have the live experience even if it's just once, you start seeing BDSM fics in a whole different light. And YESS! I have that problem with this meme... a lot of it is dark and gloomy (that is interesting sometimes of course) and a lot of the times sadly non consensual -_- I wanted to change that around a little.
LOL When I followed the link I was really close to join the discussion, but there are too many comments already so decided against it. But by all means anon ask away please! I will answer pretty much anything (that I know the answer to of course) about the topic ^^
Anyway I hope this fic continues to please you in the future and I look forward to hearing more of you =D Thanks a lot <3
*Gives CPR* Don't die OP please!!!!!!
I'm soo glad you are liking it so far... ffff I was so nervous that you may not like my choice of pairing (since you did say you were partial to Rus/Uk) or how I approached the subject.. I'm glad I didn't disappoint you.
I hope this fill continues to be of your liking in the future ^^ and I meant it, if you have anything in particular you'll like explored in here I will love to give it a try ;)
I'm soo glad you are liking it so far... ffff I was so nervous that you may not like my choice of pairing (since you did say you were partial to Rus/Uk) or how I approached the subject.. I'm glad I didn't disappoint you.
I hope this fill continues to be of your liking in the future ^^ and I meant it, if you have anything in particular you'll like explored in here I will love to give it a try ;)
I can't even express how much I love this, anon; I'm sure OP will be quite happy, because this was quite descriptive and sexy, but with really nice, nuanced characterization. <3 You did a great job with England's uncertainty with France, what their relationship is, and what they can "safely" talk about, but you may have done an even better job subtly obscuring France's own uncertainty, which is perfect for England POV.
But seriously, I love how England thinks about not asking for what he wants from France in particular in terms of "not giving France ammunition" when it really comes down to his own uncertainty and fear of mockery from this man in particular. And France's resolution to change things for the better at the end of this story is lovely, as is his careful handling of England throughout the fic; I kind of like how he kept changing the setting to make England more comfortable.
And on a less loquacious note, I love the description "lush hips" for some reason. :D
But seriously, I love how England thinks about not asking for what he wants from France in particular in terms of "not giving France ammunition" when it really comes down to his own uncertainty and fear of mockery from this man in particular. And France's resolution to change things for the better at the end of this story is lovely, as is his careful handling of England throughout the fic; I kind of like how he kept changing the setting to make England more comfortable.
And on a less loquacious note, I love the description "lush hips" for some reason. :D
Yes... that book -_-
Oh and the Anne Rice I think you can read it in the internet, I though every single of Anne Rice's books had been translated and published in a hell lot of countries... I find weird that you can't find it. Anyway, it's fun, completely different from her other stuff and if you could get a hold of it I would rec it ^^
Thanks!!! <3 a lot I'm really glad you like it so far *hugs*
Oh and the Anne Rice I think you can read it in the internet, I though every single of Anne Rice's books had been translated and published in a hell lot of countries... I find weird that you can't find it. Anyway, it's fun, completely different from her other stuff and if you could get a hold of it I would rec it ^^
Thanks!!! <3 a lot I'm really glad you like it so far *hugs*
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